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Mankind Is Getting Smarter Every Day. Actually, It Only Seems So. At Least We Are Making Progress. We're Progressing, To Be Sure, Ever More Deeply Into The Forest.

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Franz Grillparzer

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Mankind Is Getting Smarter Every Day. Actually, It Only Seems So. At Least We Are Making Progress. We're Progressing, To Be Sure, Ever More Deeply Into The Forest.

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